Zitat des Tages von Dylan Thomas:
Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.
Go on thinking that you don't need to be read and you'll find that it may become quite true: no one will feel the need tom read it because it is written for yourself alone; and the public won't feel any impulse to gate crash such a private party.
Do not go gentle into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.
The first poems I knew were nursery rhymes, and before I could read them for myself, I had come to love just the words of them, the words alone.
Great is the hand that holds dominion over man by a scribbled name.
When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.
Though lovers be lost, love shall not.
He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest.
These poems, with all their crudities, doubts, and confusions, are written for the love of Man and in praise of God, and I'd be a damn' fool if they weren't.
An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.
Don't be too harsh to these poems until they're typed. I always think typescript lends some sort of certainty: at least, if the things are bad then, they appear to be bad with conviction.
The function of posterity is to look after itself.
There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright.
Never be lucid, never state, if you would be regarded great.
I've just had eighteen straight whiskies. I think that's the record.
But time has set its maggot on their track.
Washington isn't a city, it's an abstraction.
The land of my fathers. My fathers can have it.
I have never sat down and studied the Bible, never consciously echoed its language, and am, in reality, as ignorant of it as most brought-up Christians. All of the Bible that I use in my work is remembered from childhood and is the common property of all who were brought up in English-speaking communities.
No honest writer today can possibly avoid being influenced by Freud through his pioneering work into the Unconscious and by the influence of those discoveries on the scientific, philosophic, and artistic work of his contemporaries: but not, by any means, necessarily through Freud's own writing.